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Matt Drudgified
Well, I smell War brewing on the horizon... Dirty, pointless wars... *frowns*
'Wherever the stink is, we'll try to zero in on it,'
Your lives are open wide,
The V-chip gives them sight,
All the life running through her hair,
The spiders all in tune,
The evening of the moon,
Dreams are made winding through my head,
Sexay© By any Other Name
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